Well iv decided to write something out of my lukewarm insipid existence, actually a lot can happen over coffee as the Barista dudes say so u never know. Right now im hunting for a house nothing else just want an upgrade on the system. My present one is quite ok but its a bit barren so im lookin for something a bit more furnished.
Well I have been through an agent and it kinda feels like being thrown to the Piranahs where they nibble at you and you realise they r kinda biting you somewhere but you dont realise where they do the sweet talk to win u over but every minute they judge you and sniff you like hounds how much money how much is he worth, what can i get out of him. Its an interesting experience for those of you who haven't encountered it as of yet.
Then ofcourse there are these owners making false promises of a heavenly abode, 24 hours electricity dear sir 24hours water. But that will cost you a little more. oh so u want a bed with it huh, or oh don't worry the door will be put in within 2 days. Nice traps they set for you. And then there are the simple ones who simply say well I know there's a bit of water in the walls (Damp) but then this wasn't constructed very well . well interesting a straightforward approach so u cant complain later on.
And of course there are those sweet aunts who tell u u can stay but please don't come in late , huh I feel like laughing then.
Well that was a page from my life for those who read it thank you and for those who don't go ta Hell as if I care.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Teaching
Lifes a strange event, i wonder actually whether its an event or a process i guess it all depends on the way you look at it. I mean if you look at it from a magnanamous point of view , a romantic point of view it would be an event i mean so many events occur so many lifes are kindled and extinguished, they might be beautifull but its just an event. If you look at it though from a rationalists point of view, Classical point of view putting focus on every miniscule detail it would be a whole process.
What way do you choose to look at it .
What way do you choose to look at it .
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Creation and all
They say he created Adam and then there was Eve from his rib , and then there was the tree that bore the fruit of knowledge and then there was the trickery of god into banishing man to Earth just to show him punishment.
I Wonder then where did the angles come from and lucifer the bad one, and i wonder if he had already been banished to hell then wat was the need for a rerun of the same old show. Hadnt god already proved his might before.
Humans make mistakes but gods can cover them up pretty well . A few generations down the line. The earths pretty messed up, humans being imperfect are living as they feel like.Gods not happy, so what does he do covers up his mistake by drowning the bloody world, Noha existed didnt he, imagine making a mess in office and then covering it up by drowning the Boss and colleagues. interesting isnt it, pretty tempting too hahaha
I Wonder then where did the angles come from and lucifer the bad one, and i wonder if he had already been banished to hell then wat was the need for a rerun of the same old show. Hadnt god already proved his might before.
Humans make mistakes but gods can cover them up pretty well . A few generations down the line. The earths pretty messed up, humans being imperfect are living as they feel like.Gods not happy, so what does he do covers up his mistake by drowning the bloody world, Noha existed didnt he, imagine making a mess in office and then covering it up by drowning the Boss and colleagues. interesting isnt it, pretty tempting too hahaha
Welcome to the Jungle
Sittin here in the office on a day that im free man my world has shrunk to a pit of tar where I swim, and no matter how hard I try, I get nowhere.
Wats it bout? Where am I headed? Questions unanswered .
Within beauty there is ugliness and within ugliness there is beauty . But to me there is no basic ugliness or any beauty all there is,is a shade of grey indistinctive and untouchable, lukewarm and insipid.
Lucid dreams I want in hues of reds, whites and Black, ah beautiful black the color of night, when beasts come out and roam in the streets . Welcome to the Jungle.
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